Escape from Death

The demonic grass was suddenly stimulated. Nan Xuan Luoyue, who was tightly bound by the flower stamens, regained consciousness as well. She slowly opened her eyes and hazily saw the group of people in the distance. Naturally, she also saw Yi Yun, Lie Rikong, and Lie Jiaojiao.

"It's you..." Nan Xuan Luoyue was still dazed, and her voice was weak. "You... don't come over... It can... it can drain energy..."

Nan Xuan Luoyue gave a feeble warning.

The corners of Lie Jiaojiao's lips curled up. Do you really need to tell us that?

"Little Sister Luoyue, don't worry. We won't go over..."

The moment Lie Jiaojiao finished speaking, she discovered that Yi Yun was already carrying his sword and walking step by step toward the demonic grass.

"Hm? What are you doing?"

Lie Jiaojiao's heart jolted. She would have been more than happy for Yi Yun to throw his life away, but she was afraid of provoking the demonic grass. Once a fierce battle broke out, the aura of combat would inevitably spread, and attracting danger would be disastrous.

"Senior Jian Wuming, Yi Yun is acting recklessly like this. He's going to get us killed!"

Lie Jiaojiao hurriedly spoke to Jian Wuming. Just then, Yi Yun suddenly accelerated. Like a streak of flame, he instantly charged to the demonic grass, and the Illusion Snow Sword in his hand came slashing down.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Dozens of vines shot toward Yi Yun like arrows. But at that moment, Yi Yun had already activated the Golden Scale form of the Nine Forms of Kanglong. His speed suddenly increased, and he truly resembled a golden scale swimming upstream, darting rapidly between the vines!

The vines, which seemed to attack without a single blind spot, were dodged one by one by Yi Yun. In